Aela Talith
The Righteous
(GM'ing you a bit since you said that was okay Connor!)
@Connnor Harrison | [member="Sochi Ru"]
She moved with that same lithe grace.
The death of the Togruta, the stilling of her life, it created a rush within Nemene that could only be achieved through the darkside of the force. Energy crackled across her skin, her eyes became alight with power, and her body seemed to vibrate as the other Jedi charged at her.
She moved like a strand of silk within the wind.
Her body twisted, lithely pulling free from the Jedi's lungs. Her off hand came up, a push of the force slamming into the Jedi. The man was tossed against the bulkhead, a rough dent forming within the thin sheet metal. Nemene let out a giggling laugh and her palm slid down, crackling electricity pouring from her hand, surging into the Jedi to the delicious sounds of his screams.
He crumpled against the floor, subdued for the moment.
The loud thrum of Sochi's lightsaber continued to ring out within the hallway. Nemene stepped with bare feet onto Sochi's chest as she crossed over to Connor, squatting beside him. “Remember this, Jedi.”
Her voice was a purr.
“Remember me.” A soft Kiss on his cheek, and the Sith Lord stood.
She still had to escape the ship, but that was a simple matter. For half a second more she stood there, the lightsaber loudly thrumming, then she disappeared, a blur of motion.
@Connnor Harrison | [member="Sochi Ru"]
She moved with that same lithe grace.
The death of the Togruta, the stilling of her life, it created a rush within Nemene that could only be achieved through the darkside of the force. Energy crackled across her skin, her eyes became alight with power, and her body seemed to vibrate as the other Jedi charged at her.
She moved like a strand of silk within the wind.
Her body twisted, lithely pulling free from the Jedi's lungs. Her off hand came up, a push of the force slamming into the Jedi. The man was tossed against the bulkhead, a rough dent forming within the thin sheet metal. Nemene let out a giggling laugh and her palm slid down, crackling electricity pouring from her hand, surging into the Jedi to the delicious sounds of his screams.
He crumpled against the floor, subdued for the moment.
The loud thrum of Sochi's lightsaber continued to ring out within the hallway. Nemene stepped with bare feet onto Sochi's chest as she crossed over to Connor, squatting beside him. “Remember this, Jedi.”
Her voice was a purr.
“Remember me.” A soft Kiss on his cheek, and the Sith Lord stood.
She still had to escape the ship, but that was a simple matter. For half a second more she stood there, the lightsaber loudly thrumming, then she disappeared, a blur of motion.